End Band performance
End Band watched Hotaru with Tsumugi.
Ryo hip-hand: "Nijika, rein him. Today another band, tomorrow other women."
Nijika forced smile: "Not serious?"
Ryo nodded. Nijika to Kita, Hitori: "Thoughts?"
Kita: "Right. Close, romance!"
Romance taboo—many bands disband.
Nijika sweated: "Not our band."
Kita serious: "Careless. Snatched!"
Ryo: "Deceive yourself."
Hitori shook head: "Can't!"
First friend, bandmate—snatched? No!
Mixed feelings, End Band onstage.
"Nijika, slow?" Hotaru smiled, puzzled at keyboard.
Nijika glanced, held back.
Ryo shook head: "Another woman."
"Not someone else," Hotaru unconscious.
Girls pupils widened—Kita, Ryo right!
Curtain opened.
Audience: "Why still there?"
"Perform again?"
Host: End Band.
Kita: "Hello, End Band. Bai Qiu-jun our keyboardist!" Ownership declared.
Light Music Club, Anon, Tomori, Soyo heard.
Rikki: How many bands?
Nijika: "Starry, Shimokitazawa!"
Ryo cool pose, silent.
Hotaru stunned. First? Chill…
"I'm Bai Qiu, keyboardist." Superb solo.
Hitori nervous, shouted: "He's ours!"
Silence, then cheers. One man, two bands, eight women—rock!
Seika twitched: "Sinful."
Kikuri punched air: "Rock!"
Kikuri waved, threw prop bottle—Hotaru caught.
"Security!"
"Senpai, save!" Kikuri to Seika.
Kita: "Excited! First, 'I Will Never Forget'."
Boom! Nijika harder.
Guitar, bass embraced. Keyboard dazzled.
Kita sang: Blame weather… alienation…
Fired up—competing Light Music Club. Lose Hotaru? Unacceptable!
Atmosphere set.
Kita smiled: "Next original, 'If I Could Become a Constellation'."
Clock six… first star…
Orderly, Hotaru multitasked, monitored Hitori.
Meet… constellation…
Hitori darkened—strings broke, tuning peg malfunctioned.
Panicked, squatted. Ruined! Bai Qiu leave!
Voices: "Disappointed."
"Bocchi." Hotaru one-hand play, offered bottle.
Hitori eyes lit—hope!
Pressed bottle, slide brilliance.
Audience: "What?"
"Amazing!"
Hotaru pleased. Highlight, let nature, bottle enough.
Climax: Distant place… destiny…
Anon sour, admired. Center!
Rikki analyzed—work harder.
Tomori lips pursed, eyes fixed Hotaru. Band for life, only first keyboard. Want perform. Tight chest, no tears. Separation again? Work hard!
Gravity emanated.
Kita last: Never untie string… brightly shine.
Tomori ran through crowd.
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